Qianli Jiangling

It was quiet in the big private room, and the light of the crystal lamp was silent and bright.

The mirror wall is like a wise elder, who has a panoramic view of the surging passion in the air, but smiles silently.

It's been a long time.

Sheng Qianling gradually woke up from the dream, stood up slowly, gently rubbed the hair on the back of Jiang Li's head, and said, "Fu Yu's weakness is obvious, you need to discover it yourself."

Jiang Li was taken aback, and asked back, "Will it be too late?"

Sheng Qianling shook his head, his breathing had eased, his eyelids drooped, and he said calmly, "No."

In terms of playing, Jiang Li trusts Sheng Qianling unconditionally.

Hearing what he said, he stopped asking, but laughed again, returning to the topic that seemed to have been covered just now, and asked: "Brother Ling, are you comfortable?"

Sheng Qianling: "..."

Honestly, very comfortable.

Never been this comfortable in 18 years.It's like an eagle hitting the sky and a fish flying in the shallow bottom, or like skydiving from the clouds and chasing waves in the deep sea.

Every breath is sweet and every pore is ironed.

For the first time, he experienced such bliss in the world, forgetting himself in desire and writhing to his heart's content.So much so that when the end is nearing the end, there is actually some nostalgia and reluctance to give up.

But he couldn't speak.

After he calmed down, he had no way to discuss this unspeakable secret emotion with Jiang Li, and he couldn't talk about blunt and flirty words like Jiang Li, so he could only slightly raise his eyelashes and look at him with burning eyes.

However, it seems too unreasonable not to give a little rebate after getting Jiangli's benefits.

Sheng Qianling looked closely at Jiang Li, sighed slightly, and changed the subject: "Come on, I'll let you have a game."

After hearing this, Jiang Li naturally knew that his master was shy.

He raised his head casually, his bangs on his forehead waved lightly, his eyes were full of starlight, revealing an indescribably perverse and yuppie.

He pretended to be well-behaved: "Okay."

Sheng Qianling's god-level defense is almost unbeatable, especially the sophistication of the snooker ball in the back is beyond the reach of professional players.

All he could think of to give way to Jiangli was nothing more than to attack and not to defend.

Jiang Li still retains his superb scoring accuracy, and he also has the best defense of Sheng Qianling. Although it is difficult to surpass his master, it is more than enough in the match.

This round was a bit of a stalemate. One of the two attacked strongly, and the other continued to attack and defend. Like a saw, they posed problems for each other back and forth.

Half an hour later, the inning ended 88-84.Jiang Li grabbed the last seven-pointer and defeated Sheng Qianling by a narrow margin.

Since then, the frustration of being brutally abused in the fifth game has been slightly subsided.

At six or seven o'clock, Sheng Qianling and Jiang Li went out for dinner together.

The weather was too hot, and they didn't want to go out to play billiards, so they ordered takeaway.

The two sat at the small round table in the middle rest area to eat, and Pan Deng happened to pass by here.

Pan Deng was so busy that he didn't even touch the ground, either coordinating member competitions or taking over from the referee to score points, he didn't even have time to eat.

Sheng Qianling called him to stop, handed him a cup of iced mung bean paste, and stuffed some fried buns in plastic bags into his hands.

Pan Deng was so hungry that his stomach was growling, and it happened that the players in the fourth round had already entered the field. He had a few minutes of rest time, so he simply sat down beside Sheng Qianling and began to chew on the buns.

At this time, Sheng Qianling deliberately asked: "Uncle, do you know the very young contestant today named Fu Yu?"

Pan Deng swallowed the steamed stuffed bun, took a sip of mung bean paste, and said, "Ah, you said Xiao Fu, he is Duan Guangrong's apprentice, and I didn't expect him to come to the competition."

Pan Deng ate very quickly. He finished eating the buns and drinking mung bean paste in two to three minutes.

He threw the plastic bag into the small trash can next to him, took out a betel nut from the pocket of his jeans, opened the bag, stuffed it into his mouth, and walked back to the stage to control the field.

After he left, Jiang Li asked, "Brother Ling, who is Duan Guangrong?"

Sheng Qianling chewed slowly, swallowed the food in his mouth, and then slowly said: "It was a professional player in the early years, and he has retired for many years. , I can’t overcome my psychological barrier, I’m easy to lose the ball, I’ve never been out of line in a game, and I retired within a few years.”

Jiang Li thought about it for a while, and then said, "So his apprentice is only twelve or thirteen years old, so he came out to play games to hone his mentality?"

Sheng Qianling couldn't think of any other explanation, so he nodded.

Because of the blessing of the status of "ex-professional choice means glory", Jiang Li was a little more worried about the young player Fu Yu.

However, fortunately, Jiang Li did not run into Fu Yu in the next 64-to-32, 32-to-16, and 16-to-8 games.

The opponents he encountered were basically amateur golfers who had not received formal training. It took only three or two shots to expose his shortcomings.

Jiang Li's talent is outstanding, his starting point is already high, and with Sheng Qianling's targeted training in the past few months, his level is no longer what it used to be.

When playing against these amateur players, it is as strong as the wind and as powerful as a bamboo.

Fast forward to September 7th.

The game has reached an 8-in-4 fierce competition.

Standing in front of the promotion table at the gate of Time Billiards, Jiang Li looked up and watched his name rise all the way, and he was already ranked third among the top 8 seats. He was both excited and nervous.

He is already close to the top three, with a little effort, he will be able to get the sweet date that Sheng Qianling said, and he can also get a lot of money.

However, in the grid to the left of his name, the word "Fu Yu" is impressively written.

It meant that as long as Fu Yu entered the top four, then in the next semi-final, Jiang Li would eventually meet Fu Yu head-on.

A familiar voice sounded in my ear: "Are you worried?"

Jiang Li turned his head and saw that Sheng Qianling was also staring at the promotion table seriously, and his heart warmed, and he replied, "A little bit, but it's okay."

It was already the stage of the exam, and Jiang Li hadn't thought of a way to deal with Yu yet.But Sheng Qianling was not in a hurry, which meant that his skills were not much different from Fu Yu's.

As for what Fu Yu's shortcomings are, it won't be too late to study them in detail in tomorrow's semi-finals.

On the same day, Jiangli's 8-to-4 match was very aggressive.

His opponent is none other than Uncle Hong who has been gambling in the shop for a long time.

As soon as the two entered the stage, standing face to face like this, they both laughed out loud.

Knowing that he was not Jiang Li's opponent, Master Hong smiled kindly and deliberately joked: "Xiao Li, discuss it, don't beat me so badly, okay? Otherwise, how can you play with others in the future? .”

Jiang Li also smiled, his peach blossom eyes were curved, and he was full of youthful spirit.

The 8-in-4 game is a 21-game 11-win system.

In other words, whoever wins 11 rounds first wins.

Master Hong has played small tables for many years, and has a deep knowledge of Chinese black eights, but he is not as proficient in snooker as Jiang Li.

Being able to make it to the top 8 was also due to good luck, and I ran into a few members who were very amateurs who were used to playing small tables.

As soon as he really met Jiang Li, he knew that his luck was over.

Therefore, in this match, Jiang Li didn't even use the awesome club techniques that Sheng Qianling taught him.

He directly adopted a strong attack, and with the astonishing accuracy, he defeated Uncle Hong round by round.Even Pan Deng, who was standing by the side watching the battle, couldn't help sighing again: "As long as there is a fight, Xiao Li will definitely be able to."

……

The competition system was too long, and Jiang Li wanted to make a quick decision so as to preserve his energy for tomorrow's semi-final, so he played very vigorously in each round.

To win 11 rounds, you have to play at least five or six hours.

He started at 11:11 in the morning and played until 0:[-] in the afternoon before finally winning [-]:[-] and advancing to the top four with an absolute advantage.

During this process, Master Hong has been sitting on the sofa next to him, watching the game in the river, and at the same time leisurely dating his opponents, very comfortable.

After the whole game, Jiang Li was exhausted, as if he had lost his strength.

He put away the cue, lay panting on the leather sofa, lightly tugged at the corner of Sheng Qianling's shirt, pulled him a little, and said in a breathy voice: "Brother Ling, this game is too tiring It's like I was raped for six hours."

Sheng Qianling had long been used to Jiang Li's shocking words, so he smiled and comforted him, "Then take a good rest today, and it will be very hard work to fight for 13 tomorrow."

Jiang Li glanced at the other stage, and asked again: "Did the result come out on Fu Yu's side?"

Sheng Qianling was always paying attention to the battle situation of these four tables, and quickly told Jiang Li the answer: "Fu Yu leads 9:3."

Only needing to win two more rounds, Fu Yu will be able to advance to the semi-finals and meet Jiang Li.

Jiang Li looked at Fu Yu, a young player who was calm and composed on the nearby stage, and a trace of helpless amazement welled up in his heart.

After playing for six hours, Fu Yu didn't feel tired at all, which showed that his shortcoming was not in physical strength.

So where is his shortcoming?

Jiang Li couldn't understand it.

After sitting for a while, Sheng Qianling asked Jiang Li to go over to have dinner together.

The dinner was still bought by Sheng Qianling, and it was Jiang Li's favorite dishes.

Jiang Li swiftly unpacked the plastic packing box, smelled the aroma of pork ribs rice first, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Ling, if you keep me like this, will you raise me to waste?"

Sheng Qianling's eyes were as warm as water, and it was the first time he picked up these flirty words: "Well, it is my wish to raise you."

Jiang Li laughed out loud when he heard this, and lamented that his master is getting cuter and he loves him more and more.

In the evening, Jiang Li didn't stay at Time Billiards for too long.

Tomorrow was going to be a tough fight, too much physical exertion was worth the effort, and after a few rounds against Sheng Qianling, he was sent back to sleep.

7 month 14 day.

The game has entered a white-hot stage.

After round after round of promotion, the top four players finally meet each other.

Among the four people, apart from Jiang Li and Fu Yu, there were also Lu Xu and Lin Yifan.

Lu Xu was thin and handsome, and almost became a professional player, but because of being too emotional, he was removed from the professional team.

And Lin Yifan is short and fat, known as "the first shot in the capital", but most of the time he gave himself this nickname to bluff people.

The top four players do not need to draw lots, they are directly sorted according to the promotion table.

Jiang Li deals with Yu.

Lu Xu to Lin Yifan.

The two winners compete for the championship and the runner-up, while the two losers can only compete for No.3.

Pan Deng has prepared two tables, the table is clean, 15 red balls and 6 colored balls have been placed on his own points, and the referees who score and pick up the balls are all in place.

Today's semi-final is to grab 13, and it is another protracted physical battle.

Jiang Li took the cue, went to sit on the sofa next to the stage, and casually took a sip of water.

He superstitiously wore a red short-sleeved T-shirt today, trying to make himself prosperous.A pair of red breathable mesh shoes were also put on the feet to ensure that the legs and feet were light during the game.

Fu Yu walked over with his rod box, and sat down on the single sofa next to Jiang Li calmly.

Jiang Li glanced at him, smiled flatly, and looked away.

Before the game started, there was already an undercurrent between the two.

Jiang Li himself didn't know where the hostility came from, so he didn't bother to think about it, and talked with Sheng Qianling who was beside him.

Sheng Qianling felt the gaze projected from the side from the corner of his eye, turned his head and saw Fu Yu hastily moved his face away.

He didn't take it to heart, and only reminded Jiang Li before the game: "Pay attention to his shortcomings."

The arrow was on the line, and Sheng Qianling didn't even indicate where Fu Yu's shortcomings were. Jiang Li nodded helplessly, and rubbed Sheng Qianling's slender fingers with his hand when no one was paying attention, hoping for good luck.

The game officially begins.

A pair of shots with Fu Yu, Jiang Li felt the pressure on his face.

Fu Yu's playing style is too similar to Sheng Qianling's!

Steady and powerful, without losing the shot, although he is young, he plays with a professional aura, which makes it impossible to find any flaws.

Even though Jiang Li had such astonishing accuracy, he couldn't get Nan'feng a few chances to attack in Fu Yu's hands.

Jiang Li bit his lower lip and carefully watched every shot Fu Yu made.

Standing posture, pole erection, backhand, drawing points, and shots are all perfect, and they look perfect, just like when I first saw Sheng Qianling, Sheng Qianling was as beautiful as he was on Channel 1.

Jiang Li even felt that Fu Yu seemed to be imitating Sheng Qianling.

Where is Fu Yu's shortcoming?

Why did Sheng Qianling refuse to reveal the answer in advance, instead of letting him guess?

This round was about to end, and he didn't think of a reason.

Fu Yu returned to the sofa with the cue in hand. The score of the first round was 128:16.

Jiang Li's loss was a bit ugly.

Especially the score of the first game will directly affect the mood of the next few games, Jiang Li is obviously a little irritable.He scratched his hair, looked back at Sheng Qianling with drooping eyes, and the latter was also looking at him.

There was clearly a question in that look, asking if he saw Fu Yu's shortcomings.

Jiang Li: "..."

He did not.

At the beginning of the second game, Jiang Li scored a goal with his good luck, found a chance to attack, and scored 132 points under pressure, and finally won the next game.

But after that, Fu Yu's condition seemed to be getting better and better. Although he was only half a boy, his height only reached Jiangli's chest, but it didn't affect his calmness when he hit the ball.

After several hours in a row, the score was completely opened.

Came to 8:3.

Fu Yu's advantage is already very obvious, and if he wins five more rounds, he will be able to successfully advance to the final.

But Jiang Li became more and more irritable, he bit his lower lip, his eyes pondered deeply about the gap between himself and Fu Yu.

At this time, Fu Yu suddenly raised his hand to the referee to signal to go to the bathroom.

Sitting on the sofa, Jiang Li looked at Sheng Qianling with a bitter face.How could there be such a master who would lose the game and refuse to call his apprentice!

Hey!

Wait a minute, master, apprentice!

When Jiang Li thought of these two key words, he suddenly felt like a blessing in his heart, and he had an instant epiphany.

He remembered that Pan Deng had said before that Fu Yu was the apprentice of the former professional player, Duan Guangrong.

Therefore, the shortcomings Sheng Qianling mentioned must be referring to Fu Yu's mentality!

Jiang Li's heart was surging, like a gold digger who had dug a gold mine, and looked at Sheng Qianling fiercely.

Seeing the smile in his eyes, Sheng Qianling guessed that he really understood the fascinating skills in the chess game, and also showed a gratified smile of being a teacher.

Seeing this, Jiang Li strengthened what he thought in his heart, and suddenly his confidence doubled. He stood up and said with a smile, "Master, I understand!"

After a few minutes, Fu Yu came back.

He has a flat face and maintains the calm state before. He doesn't talk to anyone, and just sits quietly with the help of a pole.

It wasn't until the two of them started their match that Jiang Li whispered beside him: "I heard that you are Duan Guangrong's apprentice?"

As expected, Fu Yu's face changed, and the child's heart turned up, and he frowned displeasedly and asked, "What's none of your business?"

Jiang Li had an unruly face, and said with a ruffian smile, "Oh, it's nothing, it's just that I heard that Master Duan couldn't fight a game, and his mentality was as bad as the cow dung from the year before last. It sounds funny."

Fu Yu was at the age of youth and rebellion. Although snooker had tempered his temperament, he couldn't suppress his anger at all when he heard people slander his master so much.

But since this was the match scene, he couldn't have a fit, so he had to grit his teeth and hit the ball in his hand with a crackling sound.

Affected by this mood, Fu Yu's accuracy dropped as expected, and he lost several rounds in a row.

In just two hours, Jiang Li easily chased the score to 11:8.

Now, Jiangli has the upper hand.

Even if Fu Yu realized it later, he also realized that this was Jiang Li's intentional strategy to manipulate his mentality. He was so angry that his eyes were like knives, and he flew straight towards Jiang Li.

It's time for another intermission.

Jiang Li ran to the toilet with a relaxed expression, but when he came back, he saw Fu Yu standing next to Sheng Qianling.

It was a little far away, and Jiang Li didn't listen to Quan Fuyu's words, but only heard the second part of "Why didn't you come out to play ball".

As soon as Jiang Li walked over, Fu Yu glared at him and walked away.

Jiang Li was puzzled and asked Sheng Qianling, "You two know each other?"

Sheng Qianling was also curious, shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but he may have heard of me."

Jiang Li wanted to say something, but the referee waved his hand and told him and Fu Yu to continue playing.

The conversation had to be suspended.

In the last few rounds, Fu Yu had completely calmed down.

He had a childish face, and there was no trace of anger in his tender eyes. He presumably quickly adjusted his emotions during the intermission for a few minutes.

Jiang Li was not in a hurry, and played slowly according to his own frequency, just like facing off against Sheng Qianling, to break through the defense and win another round.

The score reached 12:8.

Jiang Li had already reached the match point, and he was already relieved.

In the last round, as long as you continue to maintain a steady state, the shot is not slippery, and you are focused, there should be no major problems.

But I didn't expect the last game to be very stalemate.

Fu Yu played at the highest level and played exquisite defense.Jiang Li had to break the obstacle ball again and again. Several times, because the aiming distance was too long, he even used the extended handle that Sheng Qianling had prepared for him in advance.

In snooker, it is time-consuming and labor-intensive to play with a pole and an extension.

Jiang Li didn't like playing well and didn't want to make Fu Yu feel better, so he deliberately made a lot of defensive shots for Fu Yu, creating many problems for Fu Yu, who was at a disadvantage in height.

The two just went back and forth to attack and defend, and they played for nearly 10 minutes in the last round.

Fortunately, it finally ended smoothly. Jiang Li narrowly won 95:93 and won the game.

At the moment when the stroke was finished, the surrounding Time Billiards members applauded and sincerely congratulated Jiang Li for entering the final.

Jiang Li raised his chin and looked at his master excitedly and arrogantly.

He wanted to share the joy with Master, even in this silent way.The latter also responded with his approving look.

Fu Yu lost the game and was very unconvinced.

Before Jiang Li was about to leave the table, Fu Yu snorted coldly and said, "The future is long, I will beat you sooner or later!"

Jiang Li ruffian smiled, and said proudly: "Then I'll wait for you to grow up, brat."

After all, he didn't turn his head back to Sheng Qianling.

Jiang Li handed Sheng Qianling's extended handle back to him, seeing the smile that could not be concealed from the corners of his master's eyes and brows.

Master has clear eyebrows, and when he smiles, his whole body seems to be shining, like the stars on a summer night, clear and bright.

Jiang Li couldn't help but said, "Master, you are so pretty."

Sheng Qianling lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, walking towards the private room with ease.His rod box is still in the big private room, and he has to put the extension in it.

Jiang Li walked through the glass corridor, followed Sheng Qianling, and said as he walked: "Master, you asked me to find Fu Yu's shortcoming, and I really found it! It's me! If I had known earlier, I would say that about him. Master, if he can break his mind, he won't be able to win the first game so happily!"

Sheng Qianling had just walked into the private room at this time, and when he heard the words, his footsteps stopped, the smile on his face faded, and he asked a little seriously: "What did you say about his master?"

Jiang Li repeated the description of "cow dung from the year before last".

Sheng Qianling's face suddenly changed, his voice was as low as running water in the dark night, but he was a little more shocked and annoyed: "Jiang Li! I didn't ask you to tell him this!"

Jiang Li was also stunned, and asked back: "Then what are you talking about? Didn't you ask me to mess with his mentality?"

Sheng Qianling stood at the door of the private room with an extended handle, and said, "He's only 13 years old, he's small, shouldn't his shortcoming be that he can't reach long-line balls? I'm asking you to hang more balls , let him repeatedly use the pole to disrupt his position, not to let you attack other masters!"

Sheng Qianling was so angry that he spoke faster and faster.

On his usually fair and calm face, there was a layer of obvious annoyance and anger. He regretted that he had given Jiang Li the wrong hint, and that Master Duan Guangrong had suffered such a slander for nothing.

Not to be outdone, Jiang Li also raised his tone and shouted, "But didn't you teach me that mentality is also an important part of a snooker player? He has an unstable mentality, can he blame me?"

Sheng Qianling lowered his eyes, sharp and disappointed, as if he had known Jiang Li for the first time.

He said: "But snooker is a gentleman's sport! Using other people's pain and weakness as an offensive weapon to attack a child, what kind of player is it?"

Jiang Li was just promoted, so he was originally happy.But being yelled at by Sheng Qianling lightly, the anger also came up.

Especially when he heard Sheng Qianling say that snooker is a gentleman's sport, he was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say, and blurted out: "You are gentlemen, but I am not! I am such a little bastard who can't stand on stage, Didn't you know it early on? I can't support the wall with mud, I can only use some dirty tricks, not as good as your academic demeanor, and I can't be the snooker player you want, are you satisfied?"

Sheng Qianling was so stimulated that his blood rushed to the top, and he raised his voice again: "Jiangli!"

Jiang Li was so angry that his eyes were raised, and his whole body trembled slightly because of the quarrel.

He was a little shorter than Sheng Qianling, so he had to raise his chin to confront Sheng Qianling.

Sheng Qianling was also having a hard time, holding the doorknob with his right hand, with clear blue blood vessels showing on his white skin.

Both of them were in a fit of anger, and they were trying to suppress their anger so that they wouldn't say anything worse.

They just stared at each other silently, competing.

At this moment, the cell phone in Jiang Li's trouser pocket rang.

Jiang Li took out his phone impatiently, without even looking at who it was, he just switched off the phone and continued to stare at Sheng Qianling.

But the phone call was noisy, repeated, and kept ringing.

Jiang Li was so angry that he couldn't bear to say the dirty words he was used to to his master, so he simply transferred it to the caller.

He picked up the phone and yelled, "What are you doing!"

The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, but still said nicely: "Xiao Li? I'm your Aunt Liu downstairs, oh, it's terrible, your house is on fire, come back soon, it's too late Scary..."

Jiang Li didn't hear what Aunt Liu said later.

The resentment was stuck in the throat, and accompanied by panic and worry, it accumulated more and more, unable to go up and down, unable to relieve, and became a balloon that was about to explode at any time.

Injured and irritated, he glanced at Sheng Qianling, pushed Sheng Qianling's hand away, slammed the door of the private room, and ran away without looking back.

Sheng Qianling subconsciously followed a step, moved his lips and called his name: "Lili..."

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